[ When you put all of those things together it's really any day that ends with a 'y' for Cassian. And frankly, it's all rather tame in comparison to some of the things that he's had to deal with. And fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately if you're Wanda), he looks down just in time to see the pulled face she makes at him.
The corner of his lips tug up a little higher before he stifles it, allowing her room to sit up, still mindful not to crowd her. ]
I wasn't thinking about it. I was talking out loud.
[ Something, that if they do spend more time together, is something incredibly uncharacteristic of him. His gaze moves from her towards the not-so-tiny droid that barely crests the edge of the bed. ]
It's coded to me. I'd code it to someone else if I could.
[ But despite the clear sound of exasperation in his voice, she might get the impression that he doesn't actually mean that. Like it or not, he's grown fond of the dust-spitting droid. ]
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The corner of his lips tug up a little higher before he stifles it, allowing her room to sit up, still mindful not to crowd her. ]
I wasn't thinking about it. I was talking out loud.
[ Something, that if they do spend more time together, is something incredibly uncharacteristic of him. His gaze moves from her towards the not-so-tiny droid that barely crests the edge of the bed. ]
It's coded to me. I'd code it to someone else if I could.
[ But despite the clear sound of exasperation in his voice, she might get the impression that he doesn't actually mean that. Like it or not, he's grown fond of the dust-spitting droid. ]